Jessica is dragged to an ice skating rink by Yuri, only for it to escalate with her friend's mischievous antics. However, she crosses paths with a mysterious woman who's intent on flirting with her after offering to help her learn to skate. There's something peculiar about this individual, and Jessica can't quite place her finger on it.

Tussling around in the snow, Jessica wishes things could be different.

Tiffany's a struggling musician, and after a nasty fight, she returns home after leaving without so much a word. During their inevitable confrontation, she knows she's a fool for returning to her source of misery because all Jessica does is string her along.

Tiffany's cold and snuggling underneath Jessica's shirt seems like a great alternative.

Jessica and Tiffany share a brief moment before things change.

Tiffany's relaxing, Jessica surprisingly decides to invade her space.

In the midst of the zombie apocalypse, Jessica and Tiffany find themselves trapped in a broken elevator. While they wait for their inevitable deaths, they discuss their regrets and mistakes until the ultimate sacrifice is proposed.

Tiffany's been institutionalized since birth; she's never known life outside the hospital's four walls. Jessica's more than excited to take her away.

Snow, uncertainty, and Jessica's affection overwhelm Tiffany.

Tiffany is trying to concentrate on her finals, and Jessica happens to be a tremendous distraction.

Jessica knows it's wrong. Tiffany knows it's wrong. Their future is hanging by a thread that's so precarious that they could lose it in the blink of an eye. They're not supposed to do this. It's a common thought, but every time it comes up, it gets twisted and broken around until all they can think about is what ifs and maybes. When Jessica reaches for the door handle, she wants nothing more than to charge inside, gun in hand, without thinking twice. After all, it's for Tiffany.

Scars. That was all she could see.

"Next time, I'll show you mine."   Jessica's eyes widened in surprise as she passed the next aisle lined with books and magazines. She abruptly came to a halt, frozen midstep, unable to comprehend what she heard.   "Wow. That's horribly taken out of context."